Whiskey Lullaby

Things had gotten so much better with Scout ever since she started going to the group. Now, it was the middle of May and we only had two more days to go until we graduated. You could say that I was pretty nervous.

I never imagined myself graduating high school without Kris, but I had Scout and I knew that was good enough. 

My depression had gotten worse as the school year started to come to a close but I never let it show because I didn't want everyone to worry about me. 

That's how I was, I hated when people worried about me. I was always the one to worry about them. 

It was hard to believe that I had made it through the year without Kris. I didn't think it was possible. She was my rock, the shoulder I had if I ever needed to cry, the one who supported my decisions no matter how dumb and reckless they were.

But here I am, senior year, last few days of school, where did time go? 

Lately I found myself just watching the clock, hoping time would go faster or slow down at the least.

I didn't want to graduate, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get out of this place. Scout and I would barely be seeing each other after high school, she was heading off to Kansas for college. I wasn't really sure where I was going, 

To be quite honest, I was terrified of graduating. I didn't want to leave the comfort of my high school, I grew up with biggest part of these people here and we were all separating in just a couple of days. 

But most of all, I was graduating without Kris and that's what scared me the most.